It was getting late, Wang Dong stayed away from the wolves, changed out of the robe that was torn by the wolves like strips of rags in a hidden corner, and shrunk the ground into inches in only a stick of incense, and returned from Qingning Mountain to the cave where the horse spirit of Changyou Mountain was located.

On the empty field outside the cave, Ling Hu Le Yuan stood by the waterhole, holding a wine gourd in his hand and drinking wine, and from time to time glanced at the waterfall that flowed down from the top of the mountain.

Gan Ming walked back and forth under the waterfall and the edge of the waterhole, holding a handful of waterfall in both hands for a while, looking, smelling, and tasting, and then holding a handful of pool water for a while, looking, sniffing······ Didn't taste it.

The young Tong Mingshan sat on the edge of the waterhole, holding an emerald green bamboo pole in his hand, staring intently at the fish drift swaying with the waves.

Yang Yuhe and Cheng Fuyao were in front of a burning fire, barbecuing pheasants, hares, and wild boars. As for the descendants of the dragon, he squatted between Yang Yuhe and Cheng Fuyao, pouted his nose and kept inhaling the rich aroma of barbecue in the air, and his mouth kept asking, why haven't the pheasants, hares, and wild boars been roasted yet.

The foal seemed to be a little afraid of fire, and it wanted to get close to Yang Yuhe but didn't dare, so it had to go far away from the fire and circle behind Yang Yuhe.

Seeing Wang Dong return, the foal was the first to run to Wang Dong, and then the dragon's descendant. I haven't seen her for most of the day, for Yang Yuhe who is in love, it seems like every other autumn, she also wants to give Wang Dong a warm hug in the first time, just looking at the pheasant in her left hand and the hare in her right hand, she had to say hello to Wang Dong excitedly.

Cheng Fuyao didn't seem to know who came, and his expressionless face was still shaking the wild boar on the grill at a uniform speed.

The other three, Ling Hule still stood steeply, and the fish drift in Tong Ming Mountain had a strange movement, as if it was a fish biting the hook, and he forgot to say hello to Wang Dong when he was concentrated.

When Gan Ming saw Wang Dong, he waved his hand and greeted Wang Dong from afar, and walked towards Wang Dong.

Wang Dong, who had the dragon heir hanging on his body, responded to Gan Ming and walked towards the fire.

"Sister Cheng, you're busy!" After saying hello to Cheng Fuyao, Wang Dong twisted the dragon's heir to the side, and squatted down next to Yang Yuhe.

There is a sworn buddy who is the heir of the dragon, and Cheng Fuyao didn't dare to enjoy Wang Dong's title of calling her 'Sister Cheng', but just snorted coldly and responded.

Wang Dong and Yang Yuhe no longer need words, he just took over the pheasant and hare that Yang Yuhe was roasting, and Yang Yuhe thoughtfully rolled up the sleeves on his wrists for Wang Dong.

In this way, it seems that there is a little bit of bullying of single dogs, but fortunately, Cheng Fuyao is not a pure single dog, although she and Ling Hule have not made substantial progress, but the topic discussed by the two has been very in-depth.

It has been discussed that if his son has guarded the mountain gate enough, of course Ling Hule can't be like the master and force him to stick to his post. After all, there is still a difference between a son and an apprentice, and the son has guarded the mountain gate enough, so Linghule decided that he would never force him.

Cheng Fuyao means that the two of them can continue to live, endlessly, so if one son is enough, another son will continue to guard.

Ling Hule seemed to feel that this was a bit too tiring, so he proposed that his son could give birth to a child, so that he would not feel tired if he gave birth endlessly.

One wants to do his own things, and the other wants his son to do his own work.

Neither of them could convince anyone, but they were not angry with each other.

Now the reason why one of the two is roasting a virtuous wild boar, and the other is looking at the mountain stream that falls straight down in a daze. is because Cheng Fuyao believes that love does not need to be in the morning and twilight, as long as it lasts forever.

In this small stream splashing down from the top of the mountain, Ling Hule felt the sword intent that the flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and the mountains and rivers did not hesitate to do so no matter how strong or weak they were.

Cheng Fuyao found that his view of love was wrong, and love must be shown bravely, otherwise some ignorant dog men and women always like to use their sweetness to kill people to get tired of others.

"Da Le, Da Le, come here." Cheng Fu shook his tired voice and shouted to Fox Le that she wanted to treat others in the way of others.

Linghu Le went to the fire one step ahead of Gan Ming, who was wearing his shoes by the waterhole.

"Squatting down ······", Ling Hule, who couldn't figure out what was going on, smiled at Wang Dong and squatted beside Cheng Fuyao with kindness.

"Taste if my roasted meat is cooked?" Cheng Fuyao slice a piece of meat from the wild boar she barbecued, raised his eyebrows at Yang Yuhe and Wang Dong, and put the meat piece in his mouth with a knife.

"Give it to me, I'll do it myself."

"The knife is full of oil, so you don't have to get your hands dirty······ Open your mouth······ Come ······"

Cheng Fuyao gently stuffed the meat into Ling Hule's mouth.

Dog abuse who wouldn't!

Ling Hule bit the roasted wild boar meat inside the burnt, Cheng Fuyao carefully took the knife out of Ling Hule's mouth, and raised his eyebrows proudly at Yang Yuhe.

Come on! Hurt each other!

At first, Yang Yuhe always felt that Cheng Fuyao's smile was a little weird when he looked at him, but she didn't care about it when she was smug on weekdays. It wasn't until Cheng Fuyao was squeezing his eyebrows and glaring again this time that Yang Yuhe, who realized it later, understood that Cheng Fuyao was provoking.

Others can be endured, and the sweetness of love cannot be less than others.

"I'm going to eat ······ too"

"I ······"

Yang Yuhe just wanted to fight with Cheng Fuyao to see whose love between the two of them was more sweet and greasy.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she spoke, the heir of the dragon actually opened her mouth at the same time as her. Yang Yuhe can't compete with his children, but he still has to earn face.

"Brother, you give me the hare, do you tear a chicken leg for Dalong to see if it's cooked?"

Yang Yuhe stretched out his hand to take the roasted hare in Wang's hand, and turned to the dragon's preacher. "Mother roasted a hare for you, and let your father give you a chicken leg first."

Cheng Fuyao "······"

There is no way, there is no way to be a family of three, although there is no blood relationship, but in terms of it, they are all one level higher than her.

Although Cheng Fuyao was defeated, she was not discouraged and did not admit defeat.

Dalong is not bad as the son of Yang Yuhe's family, but he is also her brother. "Dalong, come and cut a big piece of wild boar for you."

"Son, your sister will cut wild boar meat for you, you will eat roast pork first, and I will let your father keep the chicken thighs for you."

Cheng Fuyao "······"

Of course, Wang Dong couldn't see the warm and harmonious scene, Yang Yuhe and Cheng Fuyao competed in secret.

Gan Ming came over at this time, and Wang Dong was about to hand the roast chicken in his hand to Gan Ming. "Brother Gan, tear a piece and taste it, how does it taste like I roast."

Although these mundane foods taste good, not only are these foods not beneficial to cultivators, but they will even contaminate cultivators with the aura of fireworks, making the gains outweigh the losses for cultivators who eat these mundane foods.

Since Gan Ming joined the team, he had eaten many times the food with strong fireworks in the world, and he refused Wang Dong's kindness. "I brought bread made with spiritual plants······

Eating food made by spiritual plants can not only fill your stomach, but also improve your spiritual power.

"Will you eat it, I'll get you a piece?"

The king shook his head. "I'm not hungry."

"It just so happens that I noticed that the pool of water seems to be a little strange, let's go over and take a look."